Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 56: Drugged Chapter 56: Drugged Louis POV Alpha Thor's birthday celebration was already in full swing when we arrived at the Trumpant Pack. The pack house was buzzing with music, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. It was grand-just like Thor himself. The man didn't do anything halfway.

The moment I stepped out of the car, Alpha Thor himself greetedwith a wide grin and a brotherly slap on the back.

"Louis! I wasn't sure you'd show up," he boomed. "But I'm glad you did. It wouldn't be the swithout the infamous Louis showing his cold face." I forced a smile. "Happy birthday, Thor. You're getting old." He laughed, throwing his head back. "And still better looking than you." I let out a short chuckle and followed him inside. My warriors lingered outside, alert and stationed, just as I instructed.

Inside, the air was thick with perfand alcohol. Beautiful women fluttered around like moths to flame, sthrowing glances my way. I ignored them all. I wasn't here for pleasure or idle talk. I just needed to make an appearance and leave.

A server was passing by with a glass of champagne. Thor took it and handed it to me. "Con, just one. For old time's sake." I eyed the glass for a moment. The liquid swirled like honeyed fire, and I hesitated. Then, I took it from him with a nod and brought it to my lips.

The first sip burned slightly, but it wasn't bad. I tilted the glass back and drank it all in one go.

Almost immediately, I felt... strange.

My skin prickled. My blood rushed to places it shouldn't have. My vision sharpened unnaturally, my senses becoming too heightened, too aware. The soft scent of perffrom one of the girls nearby suddenly felt intoxicating. Her giggle sounded like a damn melody.

Something's wrong.

My wolf growled low, pacing inside me. "We've been drugged, he hissed. Sexual craving potion was put in that drink. It's meant to make you desire any woman. Get out. Now." I straightened instantly, my eyes darting toward one of the girls who had been flirting earlier. She was watchingnow, a sly smile playing on her lips.

Bitch.

I threw the glass onto the floor, the sharp shatter drawing startled gasps from nearby guests.

"Alpha Louis?" Thor looked concerned.

I ignored him and turned to my warrior at the door. "We're leaving. Now." He didn't ask questions. The warriors instantly fell into formation, surroundingas we exited the pack house.

As I slid into the car, anger pumped through my veins hotter than fire. My fists clenched as the door slammed shut beside me.

"A bitch must have put something in that drink," I muttered, jaw tightening.

Bitch! My wolf growled.

My frown deepened.

"Take us home," I told the driver. "Fast." As the car roared forward, my thoughts shifted again, back to the one face I couldn't shake.

Olivia.

Why was her nthe only thing that groundedright now? Why was the scent I craved not the perfof sstranger-but hers? My wolf growled again, possessive and wild.

The ride hwas torture.

Two hours of silent, burning agony.

The drug was still in my system, hitting atlike fire beneath my skin. My breathing was shallow, chest heaving slightly as I sat in the back seat, fists clenched and jaw locked. The windows were down, cold night air rushing against my face, but it did nothing-nothing-to cool the heat pulsing through my body.

I had thrown off my blazer and undone the top three buttons of my shirt, but I was still burning. Every inch offelt like it was on fire. My wolf was restless, pacing and growling inside me, hungry-for her.

Not just any her, but for Olivia.

My body craved her scent, her touch, her presence. My mind kept replaying the way she'd looked at breakfast— calm, composed, indifferent. And that blonde hair, gods, it had no right to look that good on her.

"Alpha, we're home," the driver said carefully as the gates of the pack opened, and we rolled into the compound. I didn't wait for the car to stop fully.

The moment it slowed, I flung the door open and stepped out, the night air hittinglike a slap—but it still wasn't enough to calm the inferno raging inside.

I was burning alive.

My warriors called after me, but I didn't hear them-not really. I was moving, storming through the m through the m grounds like a man possessed. I had no idea where I was going, but something insidedid. My wolf had taken control, his instincts pullingforward like a leash tied to my chest. My boots pounded against the stone pathways, my pulse thundering in my ears, until I found myself in front of her door.

I stopped, panting slightly, the fire under my skin boiling over. My hands were trembling at my sides. My heart was hammering like a war drum, my cock painfully hard.

I stared at the wooden door, confused.

Mine.

Take her.

Touch her.

Claim her.

I pressed a hand to the door, eyes shut for a second.

I didn't even know what the hell I was doing here. What if she screamed? What if she pushedaway? But I couldn't walk away.

I didn't want to walk away.

Her scent drifted under the door, soft and warm like honey and firewood, ΟΠ wrapping around my senses and pulling a groan from my throat. I gritted my teeth, pressing my forehead against the door now. "Olivia..." I whispered, my voice ragged. "I need..."

I didn't finish the sentence before the door opened and revealed Olivia. Her long blonde hair was down, falling over her shoulders. She was om in barefoot standing in the soft light of her room. She wore a nightdress-so thin and see-through, I could see everything. Her soft skin. Her curves. Her pointed nipples pressing through the fabric. My heart thudded hard in my chest. She looked atwith wide eyes. Not scared. Just... surprised. Like she didn't expect me, but she wasn't afraid either.

I couldn't stop myself. I pushed her back into the room, stepped inside, and kicked the door shut behind me.